The old lady doesn't have much dignity, and even doesn't fit in with this not so majestic palace.

On her slightly emaciated face because of her illness, there was only the kindness of a rich man.

So in her opinion, a rich brother of a family must pull it to supplement the two brothers who are still poor.

She has now lived to her 60th birthday, and her son has become the most distinguished person in the world. Even if she closes her eyes and leaves immediately, she is worth it.

But the only thing she can't let go is her two youngest sons.

In Empress Dowager Du's opinion, the two children who follow her brother for a living will be too insecure when she goes.

So before she died, the old lady planned to ask for more benefits for her children.

As her third son said, is the world Lao Zhao's or is it insured in the hands of Zhao's brothers.

Therefore, Zhao Kuangyin walked into the bedroom with full worry about his mother, but only saw this scene of mother's kindness and son's filial piety.

His mother drove away the two tearful brothers. When she asked him to order things alone, she asked for a reward from his two brothers.

"My son, your mother, I don't seem to be able."

Looking at his mother lying on the edge of the bed, he trembled and stretched out his hand to him. The corners of Zhao Kuangyin's eyes were hot.

He remembered that his mother, who had a lot of money in her family and should have been privileged for so many years, followed him in fear.

A sense of guilt arises spontaneously, and Empress Dowager Du is still like a child, gently touching the back of his brain. Her eyes are full of reluctance to give up to him. The bold emperor can't help but shed tears.

Seeing the emperor like this, Empress Dowager Du is also full of reluctance, but the person is already here. If she doesn't arrange the things behind her, even if she dies, she can't be at ease.

In bed, Empress Dowager Du patted the sad and tearful Zhao Kuangyin on the back and began to say her last wish.

"Son, your eldest brother died early. In our family, you always take care of your brothers and sisters under the position of eldest brother."

"Now my mother is going too. Only your brothers are left. I am very worried."

"If I were in your mother's face, I would certainly treat my brothers well, but if I left, my affection would gradually fade with me."

"At that time, our family will break up."

"No, if you think your two brothers are good, send them some important work to exercise?"

"In case there is a sudden disaster in Lao Zhao's family, it will not break the inheritance."

Hearing this, Zhao Kuangyin's tears, who was crying in front of his bed, suddenly took back. The sadness and bitterness on his face was like being lost by the card owner in an instant.

He looked at his mother Zhang he talking about brotherhood, but there was an inexplicable absurdity in his heart.

Although the young emperor still had grief on his face, his eyes had gradually cooled down.

He continued to ask in a soft, soothing voice that empress dowager Du could not hear: "what does the mother think should be given to the two brothers?"

Empress Dowager Du, leaning askew against her couch, tried to calm her last breath. When the lamp was dry, she worked hard and said her last request.

"I think he's smart since he was a child. If there's no decent family property, don't give it to him after a hundred years."

"He was so many years younger than you, and he was trained by you at that time."

After saying this, Empress Dowager Du didn't see Zhao Kuangyin's cold eyes. She was also immersed in her reluctance to give up her little son and her last nostalgia for the world.

But in the bedroom, it was inexplicably quiet. No one dared to make a superfluous sound except the thick breath of Empress Dowager Du.

Zhao Kuangyin looked at the dying old man under the candlelight, looked at the plea and hope in her eyes, and thought of the support of maternal love he had received in his most difficult time.

After all, I sighed.

Empress Dowager Du insisted until she couldn't speak. She just stared at him stubbornly with her eyes and tried to hear his last promise... She opened her mouth.

"Mother, don't worry. I always have to see if my brother is a good one. If not, give them some work to experience."

"If I really have such talent, I will consider it for the rivers and mountains of the great song dynasty."

"And after my mother left, I don't have to worry about the things behind my two brothers. I'll make people draw up a decree to make my two brothers king."

"As long as my Zhao family's territory is still there, they are the hereditary vassal kings. No one dares to ignore them."

After hearing this, Empress Dowager Du was reassured. Although she did not meet her favorite three son's request to ask for an emperor's younger brother for her son, the Lord's honor can always make her son worry free.

Empress Dowager Du, who was worried about her, was finally relieved. When the last light of her life fell with the crackling sound of candles in the bedroom, it went out.

Zhao Kuangyin touched the cooling hands put by Empress Dowager Du in his palm, and the suspicion and vigilance in his eyes finally turned into overwhelming sadness.

The man over thirty did not cry when he was crossed by soldiers and horses, and when the world ridiculed him, but when his close relatives left, he burst into tears.

He put a hand over his eyes to prevent the people behind him from seeing the emperor's cry and affecting his majesty. He ordered it in a trembling voice.

"Inform the interior officials and foreign ministers that the Empress Dowager of the New Song Dynasty... Collapsed."

"When the chief official of the Ministry of rites enters the palace and is in charge of the Empress Dowager's funeral, one officer should hand it all over to him."

"As for the family members of the Zhao family who are waiting outside the bedroom hall, except my two brothers, the rest are waiting... You send someone to lead them directly to the officials who came after the ceremony department. Listen to the arrangement."

"The Empress Dowager's body has not been put in the coffin, but it also needs sincere mourning."

"Since they are so idle, they ran to the palace early in the morning. Don't go back before the Empress Dowager is buried. They guard the coffin for the Empress Dowager and talk with the Empress Dowager at the specified place."

"Also let the Empress Dowager go at ease."

"Here!"

Zhang Dekai, who was summoned, showed an inexplicable sneer on his face.

These relatives who can't beat eight poles know how to take advantage of their saints.

Now when empress dowager Du goes, she will also let you taste the consequences of always causing trouble to saints.

Not everyone can resist the night watch in this cold night.

Zhang De, who left in a hurry, went to arrange his arrangement, and the two younger brothers of the emperor, who had been brought into the side hall of the bedroom by several young waiters, were hanging sad tears and waiting for the eldest brother standing at the top to speak.

In the candlelight just lit, Zhao Kuangyin, who turned around, first looked at his younger brother, who was too young to cry because of his mother's loss, and then turned to his older brother Zhao Guangyi, who had a lot of thoughts.

Since childhood, this brother has been able to please his mother.

But at this time, Zhao Kuangyin didn't want to talk about unpleasant topics with them. He just lightly repeated the decision made by his mother after discussing with him with the two younger brothers, and asked them to follow behind the Empress Dowager's body and get busy with their external affairs.

Outside the hall, little brother Zhao Tingmei hasn't reflected from so much information. He had just lost his mother's sorrow, and was suddenly diluted by the inexplicable joy of falling to his throne.

His steps are also relaxed now. He just wants to properly make his eldest brother's orders and show his face in front of the emperor's elder brother in order to repay his promotion.

Zhao Guangyi, who thought more, refused to smile at Zhao Tingmei and coaxed his youngest brother to the hall where the coffin was about to stop in front. On the contrary, he was in no hurry and paced slowly on the way out of the palace.

Taking advantage of the people coming and going around and having no time to take care of his whereabouts, Zhao Guangyi rolled up the sleeves and robes of his hands, picked up a bush of dwarf trees and disappeared directly into the path he was walking.

Zhao Guangyi arrived at Yanfu palace after passing through the inaccessible road outside Yanshou palace.

This palace, which was similar to the imperial garden, was used as a distraction for the former Emperor. Because of the great event in the former palace, the available manpower was transferred, so that there was no redundant figure in the garden corridor with few people at the moment.

Zhao Guangyi also felt that his figure was too abrupt at this time. When he saw the small pavilion next to yeting pool, he automatically hid behind the column of the pavilion and waited for his appointment in advance.

As time went by, Zhao Guangyi felt that if he didn't appear again, he would attract the attention of others. Unexpectedly, a person came slowly from the other end of the garden towards the pavilion he was hiding.

In response to the moonlight in the cold night, after Zhao Guangyi tried to see the people from Chu, he took a breath and leaned out from behind the column.

With a little familiarity, he murmured, "how did Li Zhongguan come here at this time? I'm so anxious to wait."

This man is Li Shenfu.

The man with a smile slowly raised his face outside the pavilion and returned with a smile: "don't panic, senior official Zhao. Li will never delay his work."

"I just don't know the idea given to you by a certain family. Has it ever made you do what you want?"